Pièce de résistance
The next several posts will be dedicated to the most amazing bunad gifts I received for Christmas from my husband and my mother (who lives in Norway).
I will start with the dessert first, as it is so deliciously irresistible.
You see, this Christmas I inherited my mother's "real deal" Nordmøre bunad.
I know! I can hardly believe it too!
I am wearing it in my profile picture;
a photo taken in 2008, when I was in Norway for the Syttende Mai.
The Syttende Mai is the 17th of May National Day in Norway.
It's a day that is near and dear to any Norwegians heart;
a day of love of country,
family, good eats, and celebration.
Mor loaned me her bunad during that trip for that special day.
Now my heart fills with gratitude and joy as she has passed
the national costume down to me last month.
The NVO and Mor collaborated, so the NVO knew the bunad was coming
and he wanted to add something very special to it.
Boy, did he every hit the "special" nail on the head!
This man is incredible, he supports all my Norwegian ways and even adopts them himself...
for instance, this is 2011's Christmas surprise:
A flagpole for the front yard in all it's USA and Norway glory!
Can you stand it?
Well, back to the story...
(as many of you know I can go on and on about the NVO all day long,
but this time I will spare you.)
It all ended with this package arriving from a goldsmith in Rjukan Norway,
containing the official Nordmøre Sølje.
The NVO (ow, I am going on and on again, aren't I?)
corresponded with the goldsmith via the internet AND all his communications were in Norwegian.
This may be the best part of the gift...the gift of an American husband who has
become nearly fluent in Norwegian.
Back to business...
photos from the the package from afar:
IMHO, absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous.
(I am hyperventilating as I write.)
Thank you Mor and the NVO
for making my Christmas so special!
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And stay tuned for more posts on this latest bunad adventure.
Hoping you all had a
very special Christmas